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Total Weight Gain: None… lost 15 then went back up so it’s a total of 5 pounds lost now.

How big is Baby: About the size of a pineapple

Cravings: Firehouse subs, sweets,

How I’m feeling: Eh… I feel pretty good. Normal aches and pains but added because of my boobies really doing a number on my back (too much info??) Can’t seem to ever get comfortable these days. Feeling good enough to hit getting ready for baby and company in full force. Starting to get really excited for the nursery and being more organized! Almost all closets have been purged!

Sleep: What’s that?

Movement: YES! A lot.

Heart Rate: 156 bpm

Gender/Name: It’s a BOY!!!! James Newton Diehl. We have named him after both of Dan’s Grandfathers.

What I’m looking forward to: So much! Looking forward to seeing that sweet face I have been dreaming about for so long. Seeing my daughters face when she first meets her little brother. Watching Hannah finally be able to be a big sister (She will be a good one). Can’t wait to hear that newborn cry and to get lots of snuggles everyday. I also am really looking forward to Dan and seeing him with his son!

Consider this a public service announcement. The Food Network is great, in fact I have learned a lot about how to cook from the Food Network years ago. It really helped ignite my love of cooking and understand how to build depths of flavors. Not to toot my own horn but according to my most important critic (my daughter) I am the “best cooker ever” and “never make a gross meal”.

I haven’t watched it in a while, but today decided to turn it on while doing housework and doing the things needed to get ready for this baby. BOY OH BOY was this a bad idea. As I speak I’m listening to this women talk about a caramelized banana milk shake. Crap! I forgot to get bananas the last time I went to the store and I DO NOT have ice cream. The crazy is about to come out. This is why I’m sending out the warning, most of the time you will not have what they are cooking in your pantry or fridge so just do yourself a favor and don’t turn it on. Don’t.

There is nothing like a pregnant women’s food craving. I don’t know how to explain it. But, I will say I haven’t really had any cravings since I was so sick for so long. Food just seemed yucky to me even when I started feeling great. But, I ate to feed my baby. The good thing about that is I have actually lost weight the last 7/8 months. I doubt I will be able to say that tomorrow at my check up because the cravings have peeked around the corner and have attacked me with full force. Doc, I blame it on Food Network. And Firehouse Subs– have you tried their brisket sandwich…. it is. sooo. good.

On a lighter note many of you have seen Hannah’s Halloween costume. Let me tell you our daughter is very creative and comes up with the greatest ideas. This age is great, they really come into their own and all your predictions of how they are going to be when they were babies are being proven right before our eyes.

I want to take it back to tradition. Tradition is very important to me. I had a great childhood – my teenage years well, I was a punk but we aren’t getting into that today. Anyway, I feel like carrying on certain things my mother and father did for us helps me keep those great memories alive and well. My Mom made most of our Halloween costumes, she is so annoyingly talented. I just remember the excitement and build up there was and it made Halloween that much cooler and more fun. I want that for our kids and luckily I have a very talented husband to help me and our daughter put these ideas into reality. So, that’s why we make her costumes.

The one this year was harder to conceptualize than it was actually making it. It took us weeks to figure how we were going to make a tree costume. Sure, we could have gotten brown clothes and slapped on some leaves but, that wasn’t hard enough. So, this is what we came up with.

She wanted to be a tree. So we made her a tree. The husband spray painted the trunk and I put it all together. So much fun working together as a family and I love the time we get to spend together while doing this. It’s priceless.

Most parents today have a heck of a lot of pressure to out do one another. People claiming how horrible of parents we are if we don’t feed our children organic at every. single. meal. Excuse me, but my kid … Continue reading →

So many things to say and write about to catch up. Most everyone reading this is on facebook or instagram or family so you already know that my little family will now be a medium sized one! December 31st is the date this little dude will arrive. That’s right a BOY!!! We are very excited.

Here is a picture of our reveal we did… that will end up being a WHOLE other post.

Photo Taken By: Leila Hunt Photography

Just a quick bit on our journey to actually being able to say the words we are pregnant! It wasn’t easy and knowing there are so many women and families out there struggling I figured I’d lay a little bit of our journey out for you all to read:

We have wanted another child for the last four years. We have had a few years where we were really trying hard and just had so many disappointments. During a routine check up I found out I have endometriosis which after researching it is now no surprise to me and not uncommon. I had surgery and they found a cyst on my left ovary so, those 2 things really didn’t help the making a baby process at all. I was told by the Dr. and MANY MANY friends that after the surgery we should have no problem at all getting pregnant. Well, everyone is clearly different because nothing… no baby.

A year went by after the surgery I got depressed, overweight, and at the lowest I have been. I honestly became a person I just didn’t know anymore. We gave up on the baby making and decided to go through the process of grieving that child we weren’t going to get. Sounds a bit dramatic I’m sure to someone reading this who has never gone through 4 years of trying to have a baby and nothing happening. But, it’s exactly what it feels like. That idea of your family not being fully complete, the idea of another amazing little person adding joy, the idea of your beautiful daughter who will make a perfect big sister, the names, all the wonderful things you imagine your future to be… gone.

A friend suggested I see a spiritual director and go to a silent retreat. I laughed at the idea because if you know me at all I am anything but silent, and silence makes me feel uncomfortable. Seriously, today I had a Dr. apt and waited for the elevator with this dude who was also waiting. I couldn’t handle the awkard silence so I pretended I left something, walked away, and went to the bathroom then came back so I could go alone. Sometimes, ya do what you gotta do to.

I’d love to explain what a silent retreat is… the only thing that comes to mind is life changing. It really did change my life. I spent 26 hours talking with God, reading the Bible, sitting outside and taking in nature, I even took a shower and got ready… without having to rush! That in itself was healing. I didn’t miss the talking because I spent so much time “talking” with God. If you’d like a more official explanation you can go to Kasey’s website here and look into it.

My journey with Kasey (my spiritual guide) has really changed my life, so much. I don’t think she really has a clue how much her sessions have helped me heal and have gotten me closer to God. I know how to pray now- something I have always struggled with, I notice when God is trying to tell me something – not all the time but when I do it’s pretty cool, and I feel more at peace with my life. I have learned more about the stories in the bible than I ever had and I often use the bible as a “self help” book if you will.

There are many skeptics about the Christian faith. Many don’t know enough about it so they make their own judgements. My heart breaks and literally pounds out of my chest when I see rude comments from friends posted out on social media about people of faith. I have to really real myself in from getting into a online social media debate because they are brutal… so brutal. But, for me the bottom line is that my relationship with God and my faith has gotten me through the toughest time in my life. There will be more tough times to come I’m sure and I am excited to think that with the guidance of friends, family, and God I will make it through.

Anyway, when I was at the retreat I was immediately drawn to this tree. It was January so there were no leaves on it but folks this tree was magnificent even without the leaves. The branches made a wonderful soothing noise in the wind as birds found their perfect resting and chatting place. I bundled up sat down and started writing. As the sun peaked out from around the tree and slowly warmed my body I found God. I saw him in that tree. I asked many questions, I told him how much love His child would have if he or she was given to us. How much Hannah needed and wanted to be a big sister. She will be perfect at it. I promised that I would never disappear from Him again. Jesus hugged me at one point, even smirked and told me to be patient. All good things come to those who wait. I asked what I needed to do to heal my body and mind so I can get pregnant. I didn’t get a word for word answer but after I left the retreat I came across this cleanse. I prayed about it and felt a huge urgency to give it a try.

I tried it 2 times. The first time was a complete bust. Like really I did it for 4 days… it’s a 12 day cleanse. But this cleanse is only liquid. No solids. So, it had to be timed perfectly and I didn’t do that. A month went by and I decided to schedule it during a down time that was before a wedding I was going to so hopefully I would have lost a few lbs before it. This cleanse was amazing- well, it sucked at first, it sucked bad! But, it really was amazing once you got through the hungry starving feeling. I’m pretty sure all the nasty stuff came out, all the toxins, all the junk and I felt great! The first 4 days I wanted to punch anyone who came near me in the face but once that passed I was GREAT! The 12 days were over and I already had on my calendar when I was going to do it again.

I haven’t done it again… why? Because I got pregnant. A month after the cleanse was over and 3 months after my silent retreat! YIPPEEE!!!

So far this pregnancy has been difficult, very difficult. I have been really sick, losing weight, sent to the hospital, and we just got word that he may not be the perfect baby we envisioned. There may be some serious obstacles we have to face so thoughts and prayers from you all are welcomed with great big open arms.

Anyway, thank you for sharing this joy with us and thank you to the people who have continued to be a constant support in our lives. Can’t wait to keep you all updated on this little dude as our journey continues!

And guess what!!????!!! Fall is coming and we all know what that means in the Diehl home! It’s decorating and project time!! It’s baking time!! I think this weekend I am going to try to make scones!

Our favorite time of the year is hear!! This is us picking pumpkins last year. We did it a little late but managed to find some good ones!

Can’t wait for the cool weather and get to go to the pumpkin patches again!!

Yep. That’s right. I want a freezer. In fact I have wanted one for quite some time AND now that I’m turning 30 I better get that darn freezer. I keep thinking how much my life will change. How I can get all those chicken’s when they go on sale or make a meal and freeze the left overs so I can have dinner ready in a few weeks on a busy day. All those veggies when we garden and get from my Dad this summer can be blanched and frozen just like they do for the grocery store freezer veggies and all those amazing veggies wouldn’t have to go to waste. The Possibilities are endless friends.

But, How sad is this? Reeeeeallly, How sad is it that for my 30th birthday I want a freezer. I am having a hard time with the thought that I am now waddling into my 30’s. No more 20’s. I have to say the number thirty before I say the next number. It’s going to be hard, I mean I’ve said the number twenty for 10 years. I want to be the cool one who is forever young (and doesn’t ask for a freezer for her birthday). I want to be the cool Mom that all of Hannah’s friends want to be around. And 30 isn’t helping that dream.

I don’t like a lot of things about my life right now. NUMBER ONE is my weight. It’s ridiculous how fat I am now. I didn’t even know it was physically possible for me, a size zero a few years ago to be the size that I am now. And you know what to all you judgie people out there. It is flipping hard loosing weight. Especially when your body doesn’t work right and when your body doesn’t let you. So now, I want a freezer, and I am fat for my 30th. Awesome.

But here’s the bright side. I am turning 30 this year and my awesome, amazing, talented, beautiful, smart, daughter is turning 7. SEVEN. What the…? Bright side? Never mind, she’s growing up and I can’t handle it. This is hard. They don’t tell you that in those How To Do This and That Mommy Books that you engulf yourself in for 10 months. False advertisement I say because that to me is the most important thing we as Mothers can never forget.

Our babies don’t stay that way forever. They start walking, eating, eating on their own, going potty, going potty on their own, then wiping their own butts, talking, talking a lot, making jokes, going to school, walking in to school on their own, going potty on their own in restaurants AND public places, bathing on their own, getting dressed on their own. Heck, no wonder Mom’s of older kids are on facebook and instagram…. We have LOADS of free time now and we weren’t prepared for it!

I mean I guess I can ask for a new car, or clothes, or something cool and hip like an ipad mini (which I won’t because I still have my ipad large). But, I didn’t. I will be 30 hopefully with a freezer and a growing up 7 year old at my hip. *sigh*

What does the title mean you ask? It’s a play on word from disposal. You know what most modern households have in their kitchen sink. All the food goes down the drain and stays there until you turn on a switch then the food gets chopped up, runs down another drain, which then leads to a pipe that goes…???? I love to write but that is what seems to happen to most of what I write about.

I realize it has been a while since I’ve posted on my blog. If only you can see all the drafts I have- a disposal if you will of blog articles. None of them seemed like anyone would really have cared to read it all the way through. So, they are all just sitting there together waiting… Before it gets too stale and stinky as most disposals do if you let the food sit there too long, I’ll turn on the switch.

One post was my thoughts and feelings about the Sandy Hook tragedy. I wrote about why my husband and I decided to not talk about the shooting around our daughter. Shelter her from what we can of any news or words about it. A 6 year old- doesn’t need to know, hear, or see anything about this. She will learn of it soon enough but now, we’d like her mind to not be terrorized by this horrible act of violence. That person has terrorized too much and I won’t allow it to happen to my daughter. THAT I can control. Passing by an elementary school, meeting a teacher, meeting a 1st grader, or even walking by a school office will never be the same again for anyone, no matter the reason. After I had finished I realized everyone is sad who I am to have a whole blog post about this? So, I decided to leave it for the archives and chalk it up to a journal entry.

I had one about the Silent Retreat I went on. What happened when I was there, the moment I saw and HEARD God for the first time, the tears of joy and sadness, and the fact that I lasted the WHOLE time without speaking (well kind of). Friends, it was life changing. I needed something to happen to me that was positively life changing at this moment in my life.

I also have a few craft ones that I will eventually share, just have to wait for the right season… I’m really excited about those. I made a tree topper out of toilet paper rolls and it looked great. For years I’ve been on the search for one and they are just way too tacky or the ones that look OK are way too expensive – not worth our hard earn cash for something that just looked OK. I’ll share the step by step of how I did it later in the year, closer to Christmas!

Here’s a sneak peak of it right after I finished…

Now for a recent post!

The other day my Mom called me asking if I wanted to go with her for a walk. People, it has been cold and rainy, sleeting and cold, rainy and warm, then really cold and icy for almost a month now. I have been craving some sunshine. So was my daughter because I had run out of things to have her do on these yucky days. She loves the out doors about as much as I do so this was very hard.

Nashville has this Greenway with over 190 miles of trails in Davidson County, over 50 miles of off-street (primarily paved) multi-use greenway trails and various other types of trails within parks for walking, hiking, mountain biking and equestrian use. The one I like best has a huge walking bridge over the Cumberland River and just a hop, skip, and a jump to the Opryland Hotel. For more information on the Greenway of Nashville click here.

Anyway, I was excited because my girl had just learned how to ride her bike without training wheels and these trails are great for bike riding, paved but a little hilly. I was hoping it would help her confidence a little. We had a great time and she is practically a pro at riding without training wheels. One thing we need to work on is her balance when she sees others coming or other bike riders shout: “ON YOUR LEFT”. She kinda panics gets all wobbly and veers off the path. It’s rather adorable.

Here are a few pics I took:

Photo captured by Adele on a bridge with a view of the Cumberland River.

Hannah waits and looks on at the “Walking” Bridge that towers over the Cumberland River.

Riding on the bridge with no fear and confidence!

The walk was so nice that I called up my friend and asked if she wanted to go with us the next day. It was a little colder and a lot more windy but still very enjoyable. If you live in Nashville I suggest you try it. If you visit, I recommend you find one near where you are (chances are you will via the link above) and go! Get out there and enjoy what our city has to offer!

Hope you didn’t mind my “dispostal” Maybe I’ll share some more later on in the year!

For a few years now I have seen these thankful November posts on facebook when November rolls around. I never participated mainly because I figured who cares what I’m thankful for. When I read the first thankful FB post of the year Hannah was eating her snack. I closed my computer, smiled, and asked Hannah what she is thankful for.

“I’m thankful for water. What are you thankful for?” she said so matter-of-factly.

I have been trying to lose weight forever and had been eating nothing but salad for days and thought I’d do a mental trick and be a bit sarcastic.

“Lettuce, I’m thankful for Lettuce.”

“Lettuce? That’s weird.” Hannah said with a disapproving look on her face.

What a funny kid. As if water wasn’t a peculiar thing to say. I love her.

I then decided to go ahead and play the Thankful November game and try not to make them all so serious and with no pressure to post them everyday. For those of you who it annoys just go ahead and block my posts because they aren’t going to stop.

Today, I can’t sum it up in a few words. I have so much to do this morning with my job but, I can’t seem to focus until I write my thoughts down. And of coarse I wouldn’t feel completely satisfied with these thoughts until I post them for the world to read.

Today, I am thankful for my husband. I am thankful for him everyday actually.

He works in a restaurant 5 sometimes 6 days a week and on average from 10AM-11PM. That’s a long day for anyone right? Even for someone with an office job where you get 15 minute breaks every few hours AND a 30min-1hour lunch break.

Servers and managers in the restaurant biz don’t get that luxury. Sometimes they work 14 hour shifts without ever getting to sit down, eat a HEALTHY meal, or just get out of the building to decompose for a minute. And if you make a mistake and a customer complains your job could be on the line. It’s a high stress, high intensity, under appreciated job. It looks easy on the outside looking in but walk a day in their shoes and you’ll treat your servers, bartenders, hostesses, and managers a little better (and tip them better too).

He then comes home to a child who adores him, who says how much she misses him, and to a wife who is annoyed & frustrated because he’s never home to help.

SHAME ON ME.

I tend to nag on him for not being home and bark orders of stuff for him to do when instead I should be thanking him for the hard work he does to support us.

Dan also wakes up with Hannah in the mornings, gets her breakfast, makes her lunch, and takes her to school. I stay in bed and listen to their conversations- I’m thankful for that- these conversations are priceless.

I don’t come out of our room until they have their time because with me present I’m afraid some of those important conversations may not happen. If he doesn’t do this then Hannah may not see him for days maybe even a week. When you work in a restaurant you have to work weekends too. People eat on the weekends.

Spending time with his daughter is important to him, he may only get a few hours of sleep a night, but to him it’s worth the sacrifice. He is a wonderful father to Hannah and she loves him so much. My heart warms when they are together.

Well, It’s October anyway. But, right now here in Nashville only the evenings seem to feel like Fall. In the upper 70’s and 80’s during the day, still a nice break from the 100+ degree weather we had this summer.

If you know me it’s no secret that fall is my favorite time of year. I love the food, smells, colors, the decorations, flowers, warmth of friends, and camping. I love to hear that sound of our tent zipping open and closed as I wake up early in the morning gazing at the sun-kissed golden leaves and breathing in the fresh crisp cool air. All my senses seem to be heightened at that very moment as all the smells, colors, and sounds absorb in my mind.

To make up for the warm weather I decided to use what little creative juices I have and get creative :)
So, today we turn the AC down really low and got the house really cold, put on our over sized hoodies – because hoodies are only worth wearing if they are 2 sizes too big – and started baking.

I also need to clarify that I have NEVER made homemade bread before so I was a bit nervous but thanks to this awesome helper and my KitchenAid this baking day was very easy!

“The more mess you make, the better it will taste” ~ Hannah

Oh and Hannah hasn’t caught on to the whole big hoodie thing yet, she still think it’s too BOYISH… So, it got taken off and thrown into a pile of flour on the counter.

I by no means am seasoned enough at making this so I thought I’d provide the link to the person who is. The recipe and instructions to this master piece can be found here at the eat, live, run blog I found via pinterest. I realize she is competition and I’m bringing you all to the competition, but I’m also doing you a solid by taking you to the source. Riiight?

I do have a few tips though…

When you make the strips for the braid use a pizza cutter and ruler. Also, I put parchment paper down on my counter and did everything there then lifted it up onto the cookie sheet by the paper.

The glaze is a MUST do. I put some of the juices from baking the apples first in the glaze. y’all it’s so good!

My 6-year-old did a great job at that braid didn’t she!

Happy Fall! I hope you all enjoy this as much as we did. Now ~sigh~ Time to fix the AC and clean the kitchen! It’s cold and messy in here!!

I have been staring at the Title spot on this blog for about 10 minutes. I knew what I wanted to write about until I stared at the subject line and freaked out. Now, I don’t remember. They tell you in creative writing classes just to write whats in your head and eventually ideas will pop up. Well, I need a certain popping of an idea that brought me to this keyboard… sooo… not sure if that will work.

Ahhh haaa! I know what I’m going to write about. Not the original plan but that will come to me again when the time is right.

I decided back in February to start volunteering at a local animal shelter. Many reasons why. Obviously the first is I love animals, especially dogs. I can’t figure out why people have dogs or any animals for that matter just to neglect them. I mean, you chose to buy the dog, you chose to take this dog in, or better yet you chose to become a rescue. What’s the point if you don’t love the animals. I am beginning to think it’s a disease that has yet to own a name. Someone who gets a pet just to abuse, neglect, fight, starve, and chain it up has something wrong with their brains.

And worse. Did you know the women who hoarded the 100 dogs, we call them the Freedom Dogs, in deplorable conditions didn’t go to jail. WHY?!?! Here is what they said on News Channel 5 website.

“She’s not a bad person and she means well”, Burger said about the owner whose name was not released. “I really don’t think she knew how bad the situation was because she was feeding and watering these animals. (But) it takes more. You have to be a companion. You have to love them and pet them.”

This statement is asinine to me. If someone gets pulled over has 3-4 beers they go to jail for driving while under the influence. Most of them aren’t bad people, they mean well. So should Mr. Policeman let him/her go and continue to drive home? NO!

Just because she “fed” them she gets off? Because she means well? Maybe she isn’t a bad person, that’s for God to decide. But, she did do a bad thing and needs to have consequences for them. This has been 2 decades in the making, authorities knew about this women for 20 years. 20 years these dogs have been suffering and they did NOTHING. Tried NOTHING to get the dogs out. They could have even done a little at a time. Instead they took some of the dogs neutered them for her and GAVE THEM BACK!!!

Why do I feel like I’m the only one outraged by this? Look at my other post called a Story of Rescue I did in March about the dog who was dumped in my back yard. It’s about my run in with Wilson County Animal Control.

Wilson County Animal Control is responsible for a lot of what went on here. They, Animal Rescue Corps, found dog skeletons all over the property. This could have been prevented. And don’t tell me this women thought she was doing the right thing by leaving the dogs in hollowed out metal air conditioning units only to bake in the 100+ heat we had. Anyone with any sense or decency would know their dogs were suffering from broken jaws,mange, fleas, ticks, heart worms, tooth decay and lots of other illnesses. She knew this and decided to continue to get more dogs. She knew this and chose to continue to neglect and abuse these animals.

I just don’t understand why we aren’t holding these people accountable for the wrong that they have done. What if a murderer confesses and tell the police where he/she hid the body and the police let him go because he surrendered. To me that’s the same thing that’s happening here. This women murdered and abused hundreds if not thousands of animals. She surrendered the ones she has with no fine, no ticket, NOTHING.

And guess what people, she will do it again because all she got was nothing but help from earth-bound angels and police telling her they knew she was a good person.

We fostered for the first time last month for about 3 weeks. It was an interesting experience and I can’t wait to do it again. We have to be able to get the right dog since Bruno is 8 and has been the only dog in our family since he was 2.

Scamper and Bruno got a long great. I think it was because Scamper understood the pack. Scamper was found chained in pretty bad conditions along with 6 other dogs. I really think God led the shelter’s Animal Control Officer to them. She was actually on another call when she spotted them.

Scamper learned how to be an inside dog as well as learning boundaries and honestly how to be a pet. I learned a lot from the experience and think my husband and daughter did too.

The women who had the dogs chained, some of them chained their whole lives, also didn’t have any legal repercussions. And yes, I am just as perplexed about this. Mainly because the set up where these dogs lived is still there. How do we know this won’t happen again? We don’t know. But, it could be prevented by doing more than just slapping them on the wrist. Oh, wait, we don’t even do that.

What’s good out of all the soapy boxes I’ve been jumping up and down on tonight? Is that where there is evil and ignorance there is good and common sense. Thank GOD for all the awesome people we have in the Nashville area and all over the Nation who has dedicated their lives to helping the animals who didn’t get so lucky. The best part out of all this is seeing these dogs smiling faces of freedom and love.

I leave you with a smile and a wagging tail…

Meet our Foster Scamper. Off the chain and happy as can be without any sign of abuse or neglect. He is now at a rescue in Massachusetts. If you’d like to adopt this little boy. Let me know and I’ll get you more information ASAP!

I can not believe how much time has flown by. I know I say it all the time but seriously, it’s almost time for my daughter to go back to school… AS A FIRST GRADER!!! AWWW!!

I’ll have to apologize in advance for the lack of pictures in this post. You see I got a new camera about 6 months ago because I tripped on my shoe laces outside and flew off the deck stairs with old camera in hand and shattered it, I mean thousands of pieces all over the freshly cut green grass.

I got lucky though and got this new camera that was super expensive for an affordable price because Best Buy was having a sale. Unfortunately they were NOT selling the camera for the same price, I wasn’t shocked.

So, the disaster happened July 4th. I was taking pictures of Hannah doing sparklers turned around and noticed this neighborhood kid was way to close to me. Almost lit my hair on fire, I jerked and lost control of one of my most prized possessions.

That was my last click of that camera. Now, I’m in the market for another and hopefully will make my decision before Hannah’s birthday.

Don’t worry though, you haven’t missed much. The only thing I wanted to blog about was how our kitchen disposal was leaking for a month and what I did to fix the warped cabinet. See, you didn’t miss much. Maybe not having a camera helped me out because that would have been a boring post!

I will give you a tip to leave you by today. A tip I found out in a very informative class I took on technology and how to utilize it to my fullest in Real Estate (my mind got a little blown at times).

So, most us are on facebook. The main reason I got on was to keep in touch with friends and family and allow them to stay updated on Hannah through pictures and funny things she says and does. I now have over 30 albums on there and stuff I posted in my status that she did and said that was soooo funny.

Now I can have all the data from the beginning of my facebook life. HOW?!?! It’s so simple.

When you sign in you’ll see on the top right hand of your screen an arrow pointing down next to home.

Click on that arrow

go to account settings

you should see this…

Click on where it says download a copy of your Facebook data.

It will then ask you for your email to make sure you are who you say you are

They will send you an email when they a downloaded all your info with a link to go to to download it.

After that it’s up to you on how you want to save it.

And with that I leave you! Hope you all have a great rest of the summer!